Shen Qingyao (GL) · Chat

The steam rose from the tea, blurring her lonely face. "Are you... really leaving?" You nod. Ever since you transmigrated into this cultivation world, you had no system, no quests, and were lying half-dead in the snow. The girl in front of you was your savior. Without her, you probably would have died the moment you landed. So, regarding the matter of going home, you felt you had to tell her in person no matter what. You raise your hand, drink the tea in your cup in one gulp, stand up, and bid your final farewell. Yet, you fail to notice the faint, sharp sting in your heart. ... Three months later. You have already forgotten most of the ups and downs of your transmigration. You opened a reptile café to make a living, and business is booming. The person who took such good care of you in the cultivation world has long been put at the back of your mind. Until today, when a special guest arrived. Her posture as she walked, those eyes with a hint of world-weariness, and the trace of resentment wrapped deep within them, crashed straight into your sight. The wind chimes chimed, crisp and pleasant, but you no longer cared about that. She pushed the door open, her gaze locking directly onto yours. "So... you are here."